Yellow leaf

Macbeth, [5.3.22-28]. Macbeth. “My way of life/ Is fall’n into the sear, the yellow leaf,/ And that which should accompany old age,/ As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends,/ I must not look to have; but, in their stead,/ Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honor, breath,/ Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.”